Sonnet - 37 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

By his Name shall your Living Blood pursuade
As your Tone mark his Ripe Sinews perform
Why Fourty his Seal review this Charade
Though Blind one's Eyes Immaculate reform
As Penance by Musk spray Truth into Mist
Yet Belief some Counselled bled to Believe
As sharpened by Life thrust Tales by the Gist
Yet in Dreams do claim our Madness relieve
Fly, Events, Fly! Could Sour Issues endure,
Bygone Praises we Multiply and Bade?
This where Forted Knights bid your King ensure
For Fuel our Hallowed Vessels invade.
Bless your King. Indeed the Sorrowless Prince
His Anniversary squeeze his Virtues since.